220: I, Qingxuan, only play high-end games

“It has some connection with my Great Ancestor?”

Shen Li frowned.

Grand Master Shenqian said slowly.

“Did your Great Ancestor tell you the method of salvation?”

“He said some... but what he said was like castles in the air, hard to find.”

“Or it’s extremely difficult... making people feel helpless.”

Grand Master Shenqian sighed and said.

“The resources used for the Breakthrough to Purple Mansion came from the mountain, and such a failure is also a loss for the mountain.”

“Therefore, if it can be remedied, the mountain will naturally find a way to remedy it.”

“It's just that right now, the Shen Family's merits can no longer win the support of many Immortal Masters. Even if your Great Ancestor steps into Half-Step Purple Mansion, it will be of no avail.”

“Therefore, this matter can only fall on your Shen Family itself.”

Shen Li slightly narrowed his eyes, but his heart began to pound.

“My Great Ancestor can live? Can he re-ascend to Purple Mansion?”

Shen Qian shook his head and said.

“A Fifth-Grade Origin Spirit can allow a person to undergo a complete transformation, obtaining supreme natural talent... The mountain doesn't have it. Even if it did, it wouldn't fall to your Shen Family. Don't harbor unnecessary fantasies.”

The flame in Shen Li's heart gradually extinguished, but he opened his mouth and asked.

“Then, may I ask... what is it that concerns my Great Ancestor?”

Seeing this, Grand Master Shenqian did not continue to elaborate on this topic. Instead, he changed the subject and asked.

“During the celebration, you killed a Cultivator from the Yin Nether Sect.”

“Yes.”

“Do you know why a Cultivator from the Yin Nether Sect appeared at the celebration?”

“Shen Li wondered if the mountain had some plans?”

Shen Qian nodded and explained.

“A centipede dies but never falls, the Yin Nether Sect still has its Foundation, and the most crucial part of that Foundation disappeared without a trace after the last Sect Master of the Yin Nether Sect went missing.”

“That is a Spirit Treasure, on the same level as my Qingchi Mountain's Qingchi Treasure Mirror... named the Gate of Rebirth.”

“The Gate of Rebirth, the Gate of Rebirth, as the name suggests, allows one to seek rebirth and live another life.”

“This gate is a Spirit Treasure forged and nurtured by the Yin Nether Sect, accumulating ten thousand years of Foundation to its Major Achievement. With this treasure, the Yin Nether Sect could so wantonly research Divine Soul techniques and make remarkable progress.”

“What the mountain is plotting is this very item.”

“The thirteen lineages of the Yin Nether Sect's Legacy still exist, scattered everywhere, poisoning the four directions. Every one of them wants to Breakthrough to the Dao Foundation Realm, all for this Yinming Treasure Trove... and even this Gate of Rebirth.”

“The mountain opened several openings. During the Yellow Sand Celebration, both Qingyang and Qingyang had Yin Nether Sect Cultivators forge their Dao Foundation.”

“Even in the territories of many Immortal Sects... new Yinming Dao Foundation Cultivators have emerged.”

“What many Immortal Sects are after... is this Spirit Treasure that has been missing for so long.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Li was not surprised.

The blatant appearance of Yin Nether Sect Cultivators at the celebration itself represented the mountain's attitude.

However, he was somewhat puzzled... and immediately asked.

“With such actions, aren't you afraid of the Yin Nether Sect making a comeback?”

Grand Master Shenqian smiled slightly.

“If they can make a comeback, then the Yin Nether Sect has the ability, and it is not destined to perish.”

Seeing this smile, Shen Li shook his head.

Unlucky Yin Nether Sect, pathetic Yin Nether Sect.

Clearly, many Immortal Sects already had restraints... He was indeed worrying for nothing.

Grand Master Shenqian continued to speak.

“The Yinming Treasure Trove is a small grotto-heaven, said to be left behind by a deceased Yinming Immortal Master. Perhaps the Gate of Rebirth is within it.”

“The small grotto-heaven is not fixed in one place... therefore, it requires many Yinming Dao Foundation Cultivators as a catalyst to induce its appearance.”

“So, the selection of the location is of utmost importance.”

Shen Li's thoughts stirred, and he spoke with certainty.

“The mountain chose the Yellow Sand Plains?”

“Indeed.” Shen Qian nodded and continued.

“This time, the great battle between many Dao Foundation Cultivators will surely cause countless disturbances... choosing the Yellow Sand Plains, which is destined to be a place of bloodshed in the future, is also normal.”

The Yellow Sand Plains truly faces many calamities...

Shen Li frowned and said.

“The Spirit Treasure, many Immortal Sects want it too, right?”

“Yes.”

“Is the Cloud Sea Sword Sect among them?”

“Naturally.” Grand Master Shenqian said with a half-smile.

“The Spirit Treasure is an Immortal Master's item... if it carries even a trace of golden essence, it would greatly benefit them.”

“No one will let it go.”

“What's more, with the Yinming Immortal Master's dissipation and the Fruit Position vacant... quite a few people are coveting the Fruit Position represented by the Gate of Rebirth.

Among them are Purple Mansion Cultivators.”

“At this time, there is no Righteous Path or Demonic Path anymore.”

“And for Shen Qianqiu, this item cannot allow him to re-ascend to Purple Mansion, nor can it heal his old wounds... but it can give him a chance to start over.”

“It's extremely valuable.”

“With his natural talent, his Physical Body would return to youth, and his natural talent would be supreme!

If he breaks the mystery of the womb... or is brought into your family by you, wouldn't it also be a good medicine for your Shen Family?”

“The Gate of Rebirth... isn't it for sending Souls to rebirth?”

Shen Qian smiled slightly.

“You underestimate Immortal Masters too much, and you underestimate Spirit Treasures too much.”

“This matter, to us, sounds like an unreadable book, but for that Spirit Treasure... it's not difficult to achieve.”

“Of course, it's only a one-time opportunity.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Li understood the meaning in Grand Master Shenqian's words.

Clearly, it was time for him to risk his life again.

Only this time, he was no longer a mere cannon fodder pawn; he had greater room for maneuver.

Shen Li said helplessly.

“In the Qi Refining Realm... Qingxuan was merely at the Qi Refining Stage - 7th Layer, forced to participate in the Yellow Sand Celebration, fighting against a group of Qi Refining Realm - Late Stage Perfection Cultivators, even killing a Half-Step Dao Foundation Cultivator.”

“Upon reaching the Dao Foundation Realm, I originally thought I could sit back and relax, but I didn't expect to be forced to the front lines again, fighting against many well-known Immortal Masters.”

“Great True Person, aren't you thinking too highly of me?”

Shen Li felt like he was being targeted... Since his debut, all his battles had been high-stakes.

Each one more exaggerated than the last, first fighting Sword Cultivators, then killing Immortal Master Chasing Life, Yanmo Mountain, Half-Step Dao Foundation, Grand True Person Seven Souls, Heart Demon.

Upon reaching the Dao Foundation Realm, he thought he could bully the weak, but he didn't expect the Great True Person in front of him to still want him to participate in high-stakes battles?

Did he look like someone who was good at high-stakes battles?

Regarding the Spirit Treasure... the scale of deployment would definitely be no less than the Yang Domain celebration. And he was to go down and mediate?

He thought too highly of him, far too highly of him.

Grand Master Shenqian coughed, seemingly a bit embarrassed.

There was nothing he could do, he was also very helpless.

There were too many brainless people in the mountain, oh no, too many honest people in the mountain, not suitable for dealing with others.

He could only trick this young man in front of him...

“This matter involves too many complications. The mountain's ordinary Dao Foundation Cultivators are powerful in combat... but their ability to maneuver is worse than the last.”

“They start fighting fiercely after just two or three sentences, it's really impossible to trust them.”

“The specific method to open the Yinming Treasure Trove is unknown... and the Yellow Sand Plains is vast, I can't keep an eye on it all the time.”

“Therefore, I can only find a Dao Foundation Cultivator like you, who is meticulous and has a Foundation in the Yellow Sand Plains, to unravel the mystery.”

“Originally, this matter was to be given to Hong Tu. He is very familiar with the Yellow Sand Plains and wouldn't mess things up.

But I'm sure you also know that the Cloud Sea Sword Sect's deceased Dao Foundation Cultivator corrupted Hong Tu's Heart Demon, causing him to enter the Locking Madness Cave.”

“Having my arrangements ruined... also makes me extremely troubled.”

“So... I can only force you into this.”

“There are many matters at the border... please just bear with this old man.”

“In addition, I also managed to get a Magical Artifact for your protection from a certain important figure, as an advance payment for this matter.”

“What do you think?”

Upon hearing this, Shen Li felt that he was willing but unable.

He was just a 'weak' Half-Step Supreme Dao Foundation Cultivator.

Who could he defeat?

He said helplessly.

“If it's just about using my brain, Qingxuan can barely handle it, but Great True Person, don't forget, I am only an Early Stage Dao Foundation Cultivator... and regarding the Spirit Treasure, you know very well what kind of existences I will be facing.”

“Aren't you forcing me to my death?”

Shen Qian clapped his hands.

“How could I not have thought of this... therefore, I found you a helper.”

Shen Qian clapped his hands and slowly said.

“Xuanzang, come in.”

Then, rolling dark Sanskrit chants exploded in his mind.

At the same time... layers of extremely dark scripture texts were imprinted on the walls of the hall.

And then... the scripture texts bled word by word... as if countless wailing figures were within them.

The sound of ghostly wails and wolf howls came from his ears.

Shen Li only felt a chill down his spine, as if a great ghost stood behind him, pressed against his back.

The Taiyin Sword Intent in his glabella was eager to move.

Wanting to strike out.

Then Shen Li heard a gentle voice, completely different from the aura in the hall.

“This humble monk Xuanzang greets Fellow Daoist Qingxuan.”

Again... this figure slowly placed a hand on Shen Li's shoulder.

A thick, foul aura rolled in.

“Fellow Daoist, you smell so good...”

?

Shen Li was numb. Was this really not a Heart Demon?